My Favorite Toy

I need you to hurt me,

in all sorts of ways.

Say terrible things,

words that echo for days.


Bite marks and bruises.

Make me cry, give me welts.

Not much is needed,

just your hands, and your belt.


Devour me Daddy.

Don't do it for me.

I'll beg and I'll cry,

but don't take me gently.


Please drown out my pleas,

make me cry out in pain.

Make me think it's all over,

then do it again. 


Handprints on my ass,

bite marks down my back.

Tears all down my cheeks,

still red from your smack.


You lean in and whisper,

this is not for your pleasure.

You're the fucktoy I crave,

and the trash that I treasure.


You let out a laugh,

I see your eyes glisten.

You speak without words,

and I can't help but listen.


Your hand on my throat,

your lips touching mine.

Tears down my cheeks,

and chills up my spine. 


I need you to hurt me,

get rid of your stress.

Forget all your troubles,

and leave me a mess.


The reason I matter

all that I'm good for,

is being your nasty,

depraved little fuck whore.


So please Daddy, hurt me.

I'm yours to destroy.

"Darling, I'm going to fucking use,

my favorite toy."